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[hasanextrapair]

[For a moment, there's simply a lot of dark clothing. Dark suit jacket, dark leather gloves, shiny dark buttons. The gloves aren't so much fumbling as examining, moving methodically in quiet indication that whoever is manipulating the crystal isn't bumbling in frustration but examining with interest

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[summonerbanshee]

[Rude's 'B|' face kind of reminds Sheena of...Regal. Wierd thought.]

What's this 'Reno' look like? Maybe I can help.

[hasanextrapair]

...loud.

[And yes, that is his serious response. A person who has met Reno will understand what it means like to 'look loud.']

[summonerbanshee]

[Blink blink.]

Uh. That's not really what I meant, but... okay.

[hasanextrapair]

I can assure you that's the most accurate way to describe him. [A slight pause.] And his hair.

[volitionretaken]

[Intrigued Cid is intrigued.]

Seems entire worlds have been misplaced. To my knowledge, no one has been able to return whence they came thus far. Perhaps this "Reno" is still back in your world.

[hasanextrapair]

[Give it a moment to process. And then enjoy the 'ah, crap, he's going to blow up the homeworld if he's alone there with no one to watch him' face.]

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[ebonize]

[ Yazoo blinks sedately before lifting an eyebrow in a gesture of bored acknowledgment. Obviously, he has much more pressing matters to worry about than a couple of scattered Turks, thank you very much, but even he understands that it might be prudent to keep tabs on old enemies. ]

... You, too.

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[hasanextrapair]

[ohhei canon point. This gets a proper frown. It looks like Sephiroth. Sort of. A bit. A somehow more feminine version, but... also not.

Have some Turkly pondering.]

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[ebonize]

[ We see this Turkly pondering and raise you a flat stare; Rude's failing to recognize him gives Yazoo the upper hand, but he knows that it'll be short lived. Still, he'd like to enjoy it while he can, and so the barest hint of a smirk touches his lips as he continues: ]

Say hello to the President for me.

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[hasanextrapair]

[In T-1 comment threads, Tseng will make it make sense. But that's later. This is now.

And this is very, very grumpy with displeasure at Girly-roth throwing around the President's title like the man owes him something.]

The hell happened to your face.

[nogoodpeople]

It would perhaps be better to say that he's misplaced us, unfortunate though it is to have to think about such matters.

[A slight pause.]

Your current location?

[That's not so much the answer to his request as a request for further information. He'll need to know where Rude is to know what's closest.]

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[hasanextrapair]

[Tseng's voice? Relaxes the shoulders. Confirmation that Reno is probably running rampant and unsupervised back home? Tightens them again. So it's with a dull business-like tone that the reply finally comes.]

Long, unidentified hallway. Lots of rooms. It's... glowing a little.

[As it's fairly inexplicable to Rude, have some video feed of one of the various corridors of the Cosmos base.]

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[nogoodpeople]

[Yeah, those are about his own thoughts on Reno. He might hope that Reno would manage to not blow things up, but then again... it's Reno.

The glimpse of the corridors, however, gets a slight bit of both recognition and relaxation.]

That would be our main center of operations, for the time. I can be there shortly, if you wish.

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[hasanextrapair]

[Sorry for leaving Reno loose in Midgar, bossman. Rude will obviously volunteer for the cleanup crew when everyone gets home, as a penalty for neglecting his baby sitting duties partner.

Since it's Tseng, it'll probably be easy to hear the slight relief that leeks into Rude's tone.]

That would be ideal.

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[machiavellisms]

[Oh, Reno. However, Rufus' number one priority is getting all the Turks together in one place before anyone else can.]

Misplacing Reno is as if saying the sun raises in the East. [a sigh.] Your current location?

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[hasanextrapair]

[Perk! That voice is a relief to hear, particularly sounding so... not injured or captured or generally put into a horribly dangerous situation.]

Sir. [There's just the barest hint of something like a smile in his voice before the tone dips back to low professionalism.] En route to Tseng. Unless you have a more pressing concern.

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[machiavellisms]

[It's a rare day indeed, isn't it!

There's an inhale: good, everything is finally coming along. Soon, they'll be able to return to bringing ShinRa back rather than playing with these fools.]

I have none. I trust that you won't try and find some trouble along the way.

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[hasanextrapair]

[The stuff a Turk's dreams are made of.]

Is that a common problem here, sir?